"Ye-ss, Fuck! Goodness!” She cursed, moving her hand away from his shoulder and gripping his hair tightly as she moaned out in deep pleasure. His tongue danced over her clit, sensually licking it and delving his tongue into her hole, sucking it as he planned on extracting all her juice from it. He could feel Stacy moving her core towards his face, craving for more than what he was giving to her. "Faster,” She pleads, her hand moving his face inside her moist cave. She suddenly felt his teeth bite on her extra flesh hard and she jerked up, moving his face away from her pussy only to hear a teasing chuckle from him. "You are such a scared birdie. It won't hurt to feel a little pain alongside the pleasures you know,” He teased with a smug look on his face as he looked up at Stacy’s crimson cheeks and her dazed eyes. It was clear that she was lost in the pleasure he gaxe to her before he had bitten on her extra flesh. "Lean on the wall, Spread your legs, and hold onto me,”
Bruce’s breath got caught in his throat and shut his eyes immediately he felt Stacy’s soft palm playing with his balls. Stacy bit her lower lip, trying to hide the giggle that was about to escape from her lips as she kept her eyes on his face, enjoying the reaction she got from him. "I see your legs aren't wobbly like a jellyfish any longer,” He mumbled deeply with his eyes still closed. Stacy shakes her head. "No, it's not anymore,” "Hmm, I guess I need to do better next time. I'll make your legs so useless that you won't become able to walk with them without holding onto someone,” "Well, I can't wait for tonight if that's the case,” She kissed him on his cheek, fondling his balls down there as she moved her hand into his cloth. She crawled her fingers lightly up his abs making Bruce shiver involuntarily as her fingers tipped all the way towards his chest like a spider, eliciting a deep groan from him and he gripped Stacy’s small waist close to his chest unexpected
"Did you say something?” Cherry asked as she settled on the bouncy king-sized bed. "No, I didn't say anything. You said you have something urgent you want to talk to me about. What is it?” Bruce questioned as he strode towards her. Cherry pat on the space next to her. “Come and sit here first and then I will tell you, “ Bruce raised his eyebrows at her as he settled in the bed. "What do you want to talk about?” Bruce asked. "It's about someone,” Cherry said and moved her eyes in slow motion to catch the look Bruce had on his face. "It's about one of the waitresses who came here yesterday,” Bruce was now intrigued as he wondered if they had defiled one of his rules. "What did they do?” "Not they. It's one and she didn't do anything bad. I know you will help her that's why I am coming to you to let you know,” Cherry took Bruce's hand in her little hands. "I will as long as I am capable,” Bruce said. "You are more than capable, Daddy. But I am not. I can't help her
"Did you say something again, Dad?” Cherry asked. Bruce was about to reply with a No again when they heard the door to the bathroom open and Stacy came out all glowing and smiling with a white bathrobe on her as she used a small towel she saw in the bathroom to dry her dark silky long hair slowly, avoiding to cause her hair some hair breakage if she rubbed the towel rough and fast on it. "Mummy!” Cherry jumped down from the bed and ran to her mummy with her little feet she wrapped her hands around Stacy’s waist in a warm hug like she had missed her mummy quite a lot. Stacy quickly tossed the towel away and tied her hair into a bun, using the hair band she had on her wrist. "Hey, Pookie, Good Morning,” Stacy welcomed Cherry’s hug with a dazzling smile and lifted up Cherry in her arms. "How was your night, little one?” Stacy was all smiling and glowing. Her smile was contagious and it made Cherry’s cut smile appear on her face as she responded. "I slept really well. Daddy ma
"Haha, you actually fell for it. You're so cute, Cherry,” "Fell for it?” Cherry’s confused face slowly turned into a pout and she stepped away from Bruce. She looked up and saw a smug smile on his face and she then knew that she had been played emotionally. Out of anger, she punched her dad with all her strength on his abs but her dad didn't even flinch cause it felt more like a little mouse had just hit him. He chuckled at Cherry’s mad face and little punch on his tummy."Did you just hit me with your little hands?” Bruce laughed. "I didn't even feel a thing,” Bruce's baritone chuckle filled the room. Cherry pouted angrily at him. "Oh, Cherry, don't give me that look. You started it, remember?” Cherry didn't answer him as she walked to the bed and sat angrily on it with her hands crossed over her chest. She had just been emotionally played and she fell for it thinking she had hurt her sweet day's feelings but now it turns out that he hurt her feelings instead because she wa
Bruce soon prepared to leave for work. Before leaving, he handed over his card to Stacy. His stormy eyes scanned Stacy’s outfit and he didn't quite like it so he silently went to the wardrobe and brought out a fitted red flare dress. It had a V neckline and an armless strip with little purple and white flowers on the lower part of the gown. Bruce strode over to where Stacy was patiently waiting for him to return from the changing room because he had gone inside without a word to her. He returned with a pretty red she had yet to wear because Bruce had purchased a whole lot of dresses for her after the last shopping she and Cherry did because she didn't even get any clothes for her, complaining that the dresses in the mall were too expensive so she let cherry get the barbie toy and some other things she likes. "You should wear this instead. You will look very beautiful in it,” He said, handing the red dress over to her. Stacy couldn't deny that the dress was indeed very
"Is she ready?” Denzel asked the director. "She said she is ready. But if she messes up one more time then she will quit and someone better will take her place,” The director told Denzel decisively. Denzel bit on his lower lip out of habit and nodded. "Good, let's start,” He took his stance at the other end while Delilah held her stick more tightly. She didn't want to mess up this time but her stage fright was really going to affect her in the career she was pursuing if she didn't learn how to be bold and stop ruining the scene by doing the wring thing. Everyone get ready!” The director commanded. "Lights, Camera, Action!” "Dennis?” Delilah called out to her best friend, playing the role of Freya Lara in the movie. "Dennis?” Freya called out again, a frown etched on her face as she felt uneasy. She knew nowhere in the mall and Dennis had offered to accompany her to the mall because she was blind but now he was nowhere around her. He left her side without mouthing a word, a
"Hey there,” The director called out but Stacy didn't stop because she didn't expect him to be talking to her and there were also a lot of people in the mall. "Hey!! I'm talking to you, Miss Red Floral Gown!” He yelled out and hurried to catch up with them. Stacy hearing someone giving details of the gown Bruce chose for her, made her halt and turn around along with Cherry only to see a man of about thirty-nine years walking quickly towards them. Stacy frowned, wondering why the director wanted to reach out to her. Once he reached her, he stretched out his hand for a handshake. "Hi, I am Director Andrew,” He introduced himself and Stacy accepted the handshake. Her hand felt so soft and smooth that he wished he had met her earlier because her beauty was perfect for Freya’s role. "I'm Stacy,” Stacy replied. "What and how can I help you?” Director Andrew cleared his throat. "Can I have just three minutes of your time?” He requested and Stacy nodded. "Um.. I want to ask